C506 A red rope

Lian Ruyue's face turned slightly red, the color of a peach blossom for the first time. She said in a low voice, "A year or so, it will soon be over."

"Do you know of the phrase 'living your days like a year'?" His deep voice lingered in her ears as he inched closer to her, attentively staring at her face. He wanted to bring along every single expression on her face